The Dumb and The Clueless

Chapter 15: Back To Square One

I think to myself, what if I act like I love this, so that then he won't use it against me anymore. I go along with it, and stop complaining. "Harry you're so g-good..." I laugh inside my head at how stupid this is, but it might be the only way to see it doesn' t bother me, and he'll stop. He smirks, and I instantly think he might be taking my plan the wrong way, but I'm still gonna go along with it. I keep moaning, but they come out weird because I'm biting my lip to keep me from opening my mouth. "Moan." he commands. I don't listen to him and stick out my tounge at him "Did I ever say I hated you?" "I love you too, Katie." he repeats. "Moan." he repeats. I shake my head and he uses one hand to get my lip unstuck from my teeth. "Stop, babe" he says. "No holding back." He's really making me angry now, because I've told him to stop like 5 billion times already. He pulls out, and I'm glad I didn't "Come To Him" yet. Wait, why am I saying yet..? What freaking time is it anyway? I try to run out of my room, but when I try to get up out of bed. He gets on me again. "Shit" I curse under my breath. "Let me go, Harry." He looks down at me, and I can tell he's been hurt before. His violence, came with a reason. He's been bothered before, I can see it. I start to feel a pang. How I"ve turned him down, and told him no. I felt bad for him, so I tried to bribe him by telling him: "Now, you can do anything you want to me if you want.." His face brightens a little, and he kisses me. "Go ahead." I whisper, as he kisses my neck lightly. I feel a sharp pain 4 times when he's kissing me, and I didn't get that. But I ignored it, and let him. He stopped and came back up to look at me. We rubbed noses, and then he kissed me. It was like replaying what happened about 20 minutes ago. Except this time, I let him kiss me however he wanted. I have the images of him at the boxing place replaying in my head, and I think I'm slowly falling for him. I keep thinking of adjectives that described him. Serious, tough but sensitive, "Rough" I say out loud. He pauses and thinks for a second "You want it rough?" I think for a second. Do I? I mean I think of how I pictured him. Do I want it rough? Do I even want him? "Yeah.." I answer. He smiles, and gets to work right away. Touching, making out. He enters me again, "You're so tight,babe" he complains. My face turns a light shade of red, but I ignore it. This was taking a lot of work to not flip out, and nearly kill him by shoving him off of me. My hands quickly go next to me, and fist the sheets. He thrusts faster, and harder. And then he goes in a certain angle....and I feel it. "Harry.. I-I'm g-gonna.." "Come to me, Katie. I'll take care of you. I'll love you, and I'll never leave you." I let myself go, and I go to him. He comes to me, too. and then he pulls out and lays next to me. "You better watch your back next time you try and stalk me when I'm doing my boxing rounds." "But Harry, I wasn't stalking you."